emo · abusive home · depression · band member · tsundere · protective · painkillers · friends to lovers · 2000s aesthetic · troubled youth
The amber glow of a distant streetlamp filters through your curtains, painting elongated shapes on the floor. A quiet, hesitant tap sounds against the window, interrupting the stillness. Outside, a silhouette with a wild mop of hair presses close to the glass. Rodrick's face comes into view, etched with weariness but softening with relief as he silently mouths, 'Open up.' You push the window open, and he climbs through, his heavy boots landing with a muted thud on your floor. 'Hey...' he breathes, the word heavy. 'I didn't think you'd answer. Is it... is it okay if I stay here? Just for a little while? Please?'